Still
Life is like a circle;
it is always repeating itself;
we try,
we work,
to make this not happen;
history is taught to us,
all to prevent
Life repeating itself;
but still;
Life is like a square;
with sharp corners;
we try,
we work,
to smooth our travel;
with soothing words and companionship,
all to make
Life less square;
but still;
Life is like a downward spiral;
twisting and turning and ending;
we try,
we work,
to make the line straight;
making sense of confusing events,
all to make
Life a straight shot;
but still;
Life is living;
living in the past, present, future;
Life is knowing,
and not knowing,
all at the same time;
Life is missed opportunities,
taken opportunities, and opportunities never given,
all in a day;
but still;
Life is you,
and me;
Life is happiness,
and greatness;
Life is love,
and a reminder;
Life is for all,
to see and enjoy;
but still;
Life is the rising sun,
bright and new;
and then the sun moves,
across the vast sky of the world;
the day must come to an end,
just as Life must end;
the sun sets with one more...
brilliant...beautiful...
reminder